Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.
And here we go!
Best. Book Trailer Ever.
So Neil Gaiman, right?
Wrote a new kids’ book, okay?
About a Dad telling the story of how he went to the store to get milk for his kids . . . and ran into a little trouble on the way home.
It’s illustrated by the fabulous Skottie Young., as is the trailer.
And I can’t get the &%$%ing embed code to work.
So click the image to see the Awesome.
(just after the ad, sorry)
Who not only gave me my love of—and vast collection of—Star Trek novels, but once had a raccoon living in her house for nearly a week, until she realized that their new cat wasn’t the one yanking down her drapes, crapping on the carpet, and eating his bodyweight in kitty crunchies.
And that my nephew didn’t have a life-sized raccoon puppet . . .
Contender for the World’s Deadliest Earworm
For bonus points, it’s an honest to pete PSA.
You have been warned.
Aaaand there’s your brain’s background music for the next week—
especially if your kids see this, because you know they won’t stop singing it until you’re rocking in a corner begging for someone to play REM’s “Stand,” to knock the damn thing loose.
Make it so . . . with an extra shot
It boggles the mind that the barista had to put his name on the cup.
Some of us would have trouble letting go of that cup as we handed it over . . . .
Use the Forte, Luke
And because I dare not disturb the balance of the Multiverse, here’s something for those who follow the path of the Jedi—
or at least those of you aren’t yet following Lindsey Stirling and Peter Hollens’ YouTube channels.
If you’re not following them . . . Why not?
13 thoughts on “Random Thursday: A little Trek, a couple of Rebels, a Mongolian Death Earworm…and Milk.”
Dear Sarah, I am afraid to click any of these links. I have a job to do and sanity to preserve. And once I start singing something, DP starts singing it, and then the ear worm never leaves. Sincerely, Indy Clause
Cliiiiiick the liiiiinks, indy. Cliiiiiiiiiick the liiiiiinks . . .
Thanks for the memory. We still have Rocky the puppet in the basement.
Are yousure that’s Rocky, Mom? 😉
The nerd in me is so happy right now.
GAH! Neil Gaiman has a new kid’s book out!! Thank you, thank you! Okay, ahem, a little decorum. Check.
The barista? Patrick? Are you kidding me?? Does she live in a cave? I love Patrick Stewart.
Next up…Dumb ways to di-ii-ii-ie…yep still singing it. But I forgive you because of the Neil Gaiman book.
Speaking of geekdom, Omme Gang Brewery came out with a Game of Thrones beer. It’s called Iron Throne and it’s a blonde ale. I know! Oh, and I’m drinking it right now because my husband tracked it down in this tiny Italian grocery store and well, he rocks. So, it’s yummy to boot.
Whatever you do, don’t show your kids that video! The song breeds.
And ooooo! I’m goin’ on a beer hunt . . . 😀
Have you and posse seen the new Lorax movie? Toward the end there’s a scene where the short guy (Alec Baldwin) sings while stomping and clapping his hands, “Let it die, let it die, let it shrivel up and die…” Very catchy. And also the song that crops up anywhere and everywhere we go. Nothing like a five-year old singing out of context to make the other people wonder where social services is when you need them…
We haven’t . . . and now I’m pretty sure we shouldn’t.
But we shall. And there will be singing. 😀
I learned to play the beginning of the Star Wars theme on the recorder in elementary school…
You hadn’t seen “Dumb Ways to Die?” Where the heck did I get that, then? There’s a live-action (ish) version, too.
My husband is learning Star Wars on the harmonica. It’s . . . weird.
I hadn’t seen Dumb Ways before last week. Maybe you sent it to me?
Dumb ways to die… isn’t that the theme song for the Darwin Awards?